Kill, kill, kill, kill him with a river of blood, kill him in the dark!

Ji Changkong is like a mad demon, stepping on the stars, the sun and the moon on his head, wielding the Barbarian King Fist to suppress the Quartet, the spirit and spirit are one, and he is the five giants, and he can't block a blow.

However, no matter how strong he is, it is only temporary, after all, he is only one person.

If it is an ordinary cultivator, with Ji Changkong's combat power, even if he kills more, he will not feel difficult, the mana is endless, the strength is boundless, and the spirit is strong, even if he is ten days and ten nights, he will not feel unbearable, but alas, the cultivators here do not sleep ordinary cultivators.

The weakest are all Tongxuan strong, and there are no longer a few giants, and there are even celestial beings pressing the formation, although they dare not approach because of fear, there is no doubt that the pressure on Ji Changkong is indeed still there.

Kill!

He threw a punch that rumbled and felt like a landslide and the ground cracked.

The barbarian king's fist is like a dragon, like a tiger, like a barbarian god descending, the momentum sinks vigorously, and the force oppresses people, and the terrible power of the great void is shattered.

With one punch, three or four people retreated, and three of them were completely torn apart in the void, and the waves of continuous power were terrifying.

The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow!

Ji Changkong attracted the bloodline of the dragon clan, cast the dragon battle in the wild, in an instant, the combat power more than doubled, rushed out of hundreds of miles in one breath, killed more than ten people, the dragon clan's combat skills, the barbarian king's fist exerted each other, every time someone fell, the blood flowed like a river, and there were countless casualties, so it was not amazing.

The earth cracked everywhere he passed, and the jungle turned into ruins, alarming countless terrifying demon beasts, but Ji Changkong didn't care, just broke through and broke through again in a crazy way.

There were too many people, and there were more and more of them, and there was an endless stream of cultivators coming from all around.

Ji Changkong, these three words represent countless wealth, endless luck, and infinite treasures, no one can give up, at least, these ordinary cultivators can't do it, and the former can hardly withstand this temptation.

For many people, killing a Ji Changkong means that there are countless more opportunities, the opportunity to ascend the Great Road, the endless resources, the endless combat techniques and spells, and they have to fight at will, even if they use resources to accumulate them, they can become strong, and they can benefit their children and grandchildren.

Of course, in addition to these opportunists, there are also many who have listened to the words of the War Spirit Hall and want to seek revenge on Ji Changkong and eradicate the sinners of the human race.

But relatively speaking, this part of the population is really pitiful, one in a thousand.

Cultivators are not fools, the guardian forces, the War Spirit Palace, these people are indeed very troublesome when they release the news, but the cultivators are not stupid, even if they don't find the obvious flaws at first, but after such a long time, except for a very few fools, all the cultivators have discovered it.

The so-called sinners are actually just a kind of saying, especially the strong ones who have a little relationship, who doesn't know what the idea of the guardian power is.

And the so-called curse is actually more of a mortal and a low-level cultivator.

Burst!

Finally, under the siege of many cultivators, Ji Changkong spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole face turned pale in an instant.

No matter how strong the body is, no matter how strong the combat power is, after all, there is an end, in the face of the siege, he can't do it calmly, just now, when he killed a giant Triple Heaven powerhouse with one blow, another giant Eightfold Heaven powerhouse punched him on the back.

The body squirmed, and although this punch was strong, the injuries caused were not too severe.

But this is just the beginning, after the first successful attack, it was like detonating a hornet's nest, many strong people desperately attacked, and all kinds of means came out, and in a short period of time, Ji Changkong spit out more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood and was seriously injured.

"Kill, he can't do it, kill him ......"

"Great, Ji Changkong is Lao Tzu, he will die today, kill him Lao Tzu will definitely be able to step into a higher realm......"

"The eighth king of the human race, tsk, don't be afraid, you must kill him, this person is a human sinner, this qiē disaster is all because of him, as long as he dies, he will be fine......"

......

The clamor was very loud, there were all kinds of names, at this moment, everyone saw Ji Changkong's weakness, and they desperately wanted to move forward one by one to kill him.

Perhaps, in their eyes, Ji Changkong at this time is no longer a living person, but a bunch of resources, secret treasures and weapons, etc., killing Ji Changkong, with those countless rewards, they can live comfortably, as for the demon clan, they have their own tall people, what do they do.

This is the cultivator, the selfish cultivator, the ruthless cultivator, the so-called righteousness, if there is a need, pick it up, if there is no need, throw it aside.

Any righteousness, anything else, must stand aside in front of interests.

Boom, boom, boom......

Countless attacks surged in, almost drowning Ji Changkong, and there was no human form in sight, only countless lights flickering, and countless weapons crisscrossing him.

Open it for me!

At a certain moment, a loud roar shook the Quartet, and then a majestic aura rose to the sky, scattering the four magic weapons, breaking countless confinements, and even soaring straight into the sky so that the dark clouds were scattered.

The sonorous sound was endless, Ji Changkong stretched out his body, and shattered dozens of weapons with the power of his supreme body to break through the encirclement, and at the same time, countless small bats rushed over from all directions, densely packed and countless, and I don't know how many doppelgangers exist.

The weakest ones are all Tongxuan, and there is even a bat clone in the realm of a qiē giant, and the strength of the little bat's combat power at this time is absolutely terrifying.

I lost a lot before, but the ancient world was disrupted, and the little bat wandered in all directions and didn't know how many creatures and flesh it devoured, and there were countless cultivators, and there were even many strong ones, especially the battlefield of the last war between the two clans, which really made this little guy pick up a big bargain.

At this time, the little guy's bunch of doppelgangers are appalling in both quantity and quality, and some of them even have more combat power than Ji Changkong, dancing to cover the sky and the sun, and the momentum is monstrous.

This kind of talent, people don't even have the power to envy, it is indeed talented.

At this time, countless doppelgangers gathered, the sky turned black, and the countless bats rushed into the distance with Ji Changkong in their arms, and all the cultivators who stood in front of them did not dare to block lightly, millions of doppelgangers were mighty, and a single chorus made the land thousands of miles in front of him become a Jedi.

Go, go immediately, Ji Changkong urged.

He didn't want to be surrounded, if that was the case, it was estimated that even a million little bat clones would not be able to stop the surging cultivators, and there were too many people who wanted to kill him.

All the way over the mountains and mountains, all the way to the Quartet, the huge swarm of bats took Ji Changkong across the land of thousands of miles, I don't know how many people's attention was attracted along the way, all the forces of all sides divided part of their energy to watch this big battle, and even the Guardian and the War Spirit Hall secretly sent forces to join.

Thousands of miles of pursuit, the number of cultivators killed along the way is afraid of more than tens of thousands, but the number of cultivators chasing behind him has increased instead of decreasing, and there are more and more strong ones.

In the face of such a huge force, Ji Changkong can't stop it even if he has three heads and six arms, it's too strong, it's desperately strong, no matter who faces this kind of pursuit, he must be dumbfounded.

Fortunately, the restrictions are quite large, otherwise, I don't know what will happen, the strong men of the heavens and men dare not use the power beyond the boundary, while Ji Changkong is unscrupulous, just like the four celestials before, although they are far inferior to the puppets, but they are not so bad.

The reason why it fell so lightly was because he did not dare to use the power that exceeded the boundary, and once it was exceeded, the heavenly thunder fell and the bones remained, and the true spirit was annihilated.

And if it is only killed in battle, even if the physical body falls, with the strength of the heavenly and human powerhouses, he may not die.

That's why he's so smooth.

But he also knew that this was only temporary, and the time for the real war had not yet come. R1058